Stop making
the eyes at me
I'll stop making
the eyes at you
What it is that
surprises me
is that I don't
really want you to
When your shoulders
are frozen
Oh but you're
an explosion
Your name isn't Rio,
but I don't
care for sand
And lighting the fuse
might result in a bang,
ba-ba bang go
I bet that you look
good on the dance floor
I don't know if you're
looking for romance or
I don't know what
you're looking for
I said I bet that you
look good on
the dance floor
Dancing to electro-pop
like a robot from
nineteen-eighty-four
From nineteen-eighty-four
I wish you'd stop
ignoring me
because you're sending
me to despair
Without a sound yeah
You're calling me and I
don't think it's very fair
that your shoulders
are frozen
Oh but you're
an explosion
Your name isn't Rio
but I don't
care for sand
And lighting the fuse
might result in a bang,
ba-ba bang go
I bet that you look
good on the dance floor
I don't know if you're
looking for romance or
I don't know what
you're looking for
Well I bet that you
look good on
the dance floor
Dancing to electro-pop
like a robot from
nineteen-eighty-four
From nineteen-eighty-four
Oh there ain't
no love
No Montagues
or Capulets
We're just banging
tunes and DJ sets and
Dirty dance floors and
dreams of naughtiness
Well I bet that you look
good on the dance floor
I don't know if you're
looking for romance or
I don't know what
you're looking for
I said that I bet that
you look good
on the dance floor
Dancing to electro-pop
like a robot from
nineteen-eighty-four
From nineteen-eighty-four